Phillips County News - One Nation, Under God

By Pierre Bibbs
Sports Editor 

Late night cravings


September 19, 2018

It's hard being addicted to food.

Being a premature child, I was pretty skinny until the age of seven.

I think I know how that all changed; my late Godmother.

When I was about six or seven, it was because of her that I ate my first Big Mac and then five minutes later, my second Big Mac.

It was an experience that changed my life forever. She used to take us to all kinds of restaurants, movies, and other fun places.

After eating those Big Macs, it seemed that my appetite for junk food grew and though we ate home cooked meals daily, when we ate out, I made it count.

My meals became larger and larger over time and so did I!

I am just lucky that I worked out throughout high school, college, and post-college, otherwise I would weigh 400 pounds.

Then my metabolism slowed down because I eventually stopped with the daily workouts, but it wouldn't stop me from eating junk food after 9 p.m.

A couple of weeks ago, I decided to change when I eat, hence I don't eat anything after 6 p.m.

It is after 6 p.m. that things start to get a little crazy. I start thinking of all of the different things I wish I could eat. Things like a Cheesy Gordita Crunch from Taco Bell, Filet Mignon from Outback Steakhouse, a Whopper from Burger King, or Italian Beef Combo from Portillo's.

I blame commercials because every other commercial shows an American comfort food. And when you are denying yourself something to eat late at night when you aren't used to denying yourself, it's hard to watch tv and not want to snack.

The morning gets easier because I have been able to work out or get to work, but Lord knows that at night, I feel like I could eat a horse, no matter how much I have eaten at dinner time. The good news is that I have lost several pounds by giving myself a time limit on when I can eat.

PJ is almost done with his sickness and we have found ways to help Lincoln cope with his teething pain.

The other day, Lincoln actually wanted me to hold him, rather than his mom. It doesn't happen much, but when it does I feel very honored. There is so much love in his smile and while there have been many tears due to teething, there is nothing like that smile.


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